Both the Tattoo artist and Vegas stopped at their actions and looked at the boy that was starring down onto his thigh avoiding their eyes, proving that he knew the meaning of such a tattoo. Vegas swallowed hard. Thousand of questions rushed through his head, but non did he want to ask now, with someone else in the room. The only thing he did, was to hurry over to his boy and gently place his hand on his shoulder, softly squeezing the mussel, giving his support to his action. The bear nodded, before reaching out for a thick binder full of tattoo motives he had draw over the years he had worked in the business. He gave it opened up to Tay. "I have a couple of designs done for that one already, just look through the next couple of pages and tell me when you are ready." His tone had changed. A little bit of pity laid in it. However, before Vegas could further read his face, the bear had turned back around doing whatever he wanted to do. Tay just now realized how stupid his idea had been. He should have made an appointment and told the man his specific idea pre up. He had a clear picture of what he wanted, how high would be the chance, that the man would have exactly that design in his drafts. Still, he went through them. Slowly scanning each picture of the woman, he wanted to have tattooed on. Tay had already given up hope, that he would find the one design he wanted es he had reached the last page of the binder. But there it was exactly like he had imagined. A fine line tattoo of the woman with snakes as hair, making her look prettier than Aphrodite herself. His eyes lit up as he excitedly clinged his first together. "This one. This is it, exactly like I wanted it to be." Vegas smiled at the excitement of his lover. The tattoo artist smiled softly as well and nodding his head at the chosen design. It was fitting to the body that was sitting on his chair. He had gotten another chair for Vegas to sit on, while he would tattoo the design onto Tay.
Vegas sat there quietly observing the work of thetattoo artist, while holding Tay's hand to give him some comfort. Tay did greathe wasn't moving, only closing his eyes from time to time, whenever the paingot a little too much for him. But Vegas would always be there, gently rubbinghis thumb over his warm skin and giving him a reassuring smile. Through thespeaker soft music poured down onto them. The bear had Tay allowed to choosethe music, he wanted to listen to in his session. He had chosen some soft kpop,that Vegas never had heard before. It was so calming that Tay just closed hiseyes and didn't move even an inch. From time to time, a coupe words were spokenbetween them. A question from the tattoo artist, a small comment from Tay or alittle grunt when the gun penetrated a sensitive spot. But he laid there likehe had gotten a thousand tattoos already. A coupe of times Tay was asked, if hewanted to stop and take small break. But he just pushed through. Till late intothe night, they sat there like that. Letting the artist do his work. Vegasliked the way he handled to gun. When he saw the needle going in and out againand again, he wanted to do nothing more, but to get himself one more. Hehimself, didn't had such a big tattoo. His were all smaller and he had no planto get more any time soon, but the sweet pain was something he missed from timeto time. Tattooing was the only pain he had control over, which is probably whyhe liked it so much. It was hard to resist the urge to get tattooed from head totoe, but he really didn't liked those kinds of tattoos. He liked a coupletattoos here and there, but the aesthetic behind a full body tattoo, didn'tappeal to him. Late into the night, Tay was done. He had struggles getting up,after laying for so long after the man had finished. While he tattooed him, hetold them that his name was Yok and that he had tattooing people for ages. Hereally was a nice guy, Vegas needed to admit it, and he had no bad intentionsbehind doing the tattoo for Tay. He just tried to be nice, as he saw him again.
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I wonder what has happened to Tay and what the meaning behind the Tattoo could be, that left Vegas and the tattooartist so schocked?
Anyway have a good day guys.
Wiwi. Xx

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